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before I do collect it
I ever tell you that your best friend a lesbian?
You never know when I be popping up but let me in
The fuckin numbers are cages
Some

Thankful for my mama she gave me the motivation 
Wanna see my niggas winning by the end of Summer 
Call up shathagoddess tell her time to get these Numbers

a little more
Hennessy and blunt wraps
Courtesy of the corner store
Posted by the number spot
Probably play another four
Stopping at the ATM
Right beside

a lie we barely spoke cuz i was too shy (Damn)
Intimidated by ya aura you were too fly
Always thought i wasn't good enough and let it go
But i never told

postponed
Different day same shit
We ain't getting paid for this
We woke up best friends
The liquor made us angry
Made it clear before 10 4
Drink number ten

January to December

Two months always go by fast
But every summer
I'm better than the last
Worked my ass off
But I'm finna blast off
And they cant do

it undone
Steady acting like you know me cuz I'm number one
Baby dancing on me, drop it to the ground
Wasn't fucking with me then, what you doing now?

Don't be fooled by looks or the height or the size
Ain't the one you wanna tempt said that a million some times
Gotta damn near know to understand they be

do
She lookin' like a snack
But she lookin' like a lunch too
Cause I ain't here to waste your time
I need you here right by my side
Shawty got me

just open the cupboard above the sink
And the next day we wake up, actually I wake up by myself
I see that you are gone so I pick my phone up from

fact
I rather booty call, someone get me Stephanie Pratt
I wanna write her my phone number by bending her back
And grabbing my pencil and shoving it

He’s an idiot
And he wears his brain on his sleeve
He finger paints by numbers
For the world to see
He’s ginning up support
He’s trying on some new

renaissance for TC, dreams of being, locally known to globally throned
By good people that be, bumping these songs
Singing along, if you doubt me then joust me,

make it or make goin against any prohibition call me Al Capone
You can tell by the look in our eyes that we winners
Stay driven like taxis go getters
No

have any options
I'm just getting started going so no there ain't no stopping
Spit cold flow split your eardrums for hating
The number one way for you

Caught a flight to the Bahamas it be sunny every day
You would think that I'm an Allstar by the way I run this game
Thank the ones who listen daily y'all

reincarnated created player wita bald head
Hieroglyphic repping not elected stock invested
Name's a number and a question
I'm replying that God's here
My job

opportunities but we just keep on rollin' rollin'
Rollin down the street
Got all my music on repeat
Pull up to 7/11 high as fuck I need a treat
Got new numbers

Yeah
Live from the bottom of the map
With the buddah burning heavy
By the bottle of the jack
I been working daily man I never get a pass
So I gotta

We've been through everything
Maybe time has uncovered
That our love got pulled under the covers
I hope by the time that we're done
Our memories won't be

on me
Thinking that i care about you
What goes around comes around
Yeah i promise you
I hold it down by my side
See them swerving now
Abasekithi got my

to the plan
Stick to the plan
Stick to the plan
Stick to the plan
Kabhi kabhi mai khud bhi
Numbers mein fas jata hu
And then I call my friend to
Know hey man

a mention or be friends with 
Any rappers in this, never been a gimmick
By the time I finish, you would think 
I would need to breath just a couple minutes

Ratbastard and Matty 2 the number
Westside firefighting is what they do
Bring the Narcan battle heroin too

Little JJ and Pulaski Joe
From Garfield Park